Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

"Intrusion?" Dr. Agasa felt a creepy feeling all over his body. He immediately became alert and gathered his children together nervously like an old hen.

"Well. It seems... someone broke into the villa after the doctor came here." Conan thought about it for a while and restored most of the truth. "The other party may have thought that Dr. Agasa had found the treasure, but after entering to search, he saw a doll that was deliberately hidden. In anger, he cut the toy into pieces... If this is the speculation."

At this point, Conan raised the plate that Yin Jiu had originally handed to him again, "Maybe the truth is here."

Several people followed Conan's movements and looked at the bottom of the plate, where there was a row of moon and star patterns.

"What is this?" Dr. Agasa had been chatting with Yin Jiu and completely ignored the actions of the children. His round face was full of confusion.

"You know the dancing figures, right?" Conan said, his expression vaguely mixed with excitement. "Like the mysterious little men in Sherlock Holmes' novels, the chaotic-looking figures are likely to be some kind of secret code."

"Could it be hiragana?" Yin Jiu looked at the disc in Conan's hand and suddenly thought of the encyclopedia he bought at the library some time ago. "In the early years, Japanese women wrote letters mostly in hiragana. If this treasure was left by Dr. Agasa's uncle, then the person who could leave such a lovely message might be Dr. Agasa's aunt."

Yin Jiu guessed this way. He actually had a vague impression of this episode, but due to his limited Japanese proficiency, he could only give some hints as a second best option.

"Now that Xiaojiu mentioned that, I seem to have some impression of it." Dr. A Li listened to Yin Jiu's words, and the fragments of memory finally revived, "I remember that when my aunt wrote to me, there were these patterns around the words like lace. At that time, I showed it to a novelist friend of mine, but his statement was very strange... He said that I was as warm as the sun..."

"Like the sun..." Yin Jiu frowned instinctively in disgust.

"So that must be it."

Conan discovered that Yin Jiu had found the clue again, and he rolled up his sleeves and searched the furnishings in the house. But when he looked up, he saw Yin Jiu pulling Dr. Agasa back to their original seats, and even looking at his mobile phone calmly.

Conan: “?” No, why don’t you have any passion for solving the case?

Conan's lips moved, and finally he walked cautiously to Yin Jiu's side, and said carefully, "Brother Yin Jiu, have you cracked the code?"

"How is that possible? My Japanese is terrible. I just made a random guess." Yin Jiu gave a negative answer directly. Then he looked at Conan with a little disdain in his eyes. "No way, it's been so long and you still haven't figured it out?"

"..." Conan felt like he was stabbed in the heart.

"Oh, Xiaojiu, there are only a few clues now. Xin... Conan is still a child, it's normal that he has no clue." Dr. Agasa shook his head disapprovingly.

"..." Conan was stabbed in the back of his heart again.

The young detective left dejectedly, and Dr. Agasa looked at him from behind with a worried look on his face. "Xiaojiu, do you think Conan is a little bit off today? He used to love solving puzzles, but today I feel like he's not as happy as before?"

"Really?" Yin Jiu followed Dr. Agasa's gaze and looked over. Conan, who was squatting among a pile of objects thinking about the answer, looked like an asymmetrical little mushroom.

"Well, maybe it's because my hair is too long? That's why I look sad?"

Yin Jiu's tone was uncertain.

"Oh, yes, it's time to cut it." Dr. Agasa was also a little uncertain.

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The short lunch break was over quickly, and Conan's puzzle solving became increasingly intense.

"Is it really that difficult?" Dr. Agasa's legs were numb so he subconsciously changed his sitting posture. He watched Conan writing and drawing in deep thought. A string of question marks appeared above his head, and his confidence in Kudo Shinichi began to waver.

"It should be soon." Yin Jiu touched his chin and estimated the time, when he suddenly felt some movement outside the window.

"?"

He glanced over inconspicuously and saw a small black shadow outside, crouching and sticking to the window.

"..."

Yin Jiu tried hard to ignore the overly 'blatant' Xiao Hei, and looked at the 'old, weak, sick and disabled' people in the room who knew nothing about it.

He silently picked up the vase next to him and held this textured 'hard thing' tightly in his hand.

"I know what's going on!" Conan subconsciously looked at Yin Jiu at first glance, and saw that his bored little friend had no surprised expression at all, and was even concentrating on arranging the vase.

“...” Just... I really don’t feel a sense of accomplishment.

Conan's heart sank, but it was more important to solve the secret completely first. He comforted himself in this way and chose to endure like a big child.

Then Conan moved the small stool and climbed up using his hands and legs. With the help of the height of the table, he finally reached the chandelier.

"Bang!"

As Conan turned, a loud noise was immediately heard from upstairs.

The other children exclaimed and went up the stairs excitedly.

"It's a very good mechanism." Yin Jiu had been walking at the back holding the big vase. When he saw that there was an extra wooden ladder leading to the attic in the originally empty room on the second floor, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"So will the treasure be up here?"

The most confused person was Dr. Agasa. He swore to heaven that the story about the treasure was definitely more of a lie than a fact.

The treasure that he had never expected to find became a reality. Dr. Agasa's heart was pounding, and his mind was filled with shouting:

I'm going to get rich! I'm going to get rich!

As soon as Yin Jiu came, he made a lot of money!

Dr. Agasa and Yin Jiu looked at each other, and when he thought about his recent income, there was something wrong with the way Dr. Agasa looked at Yin Jiu.

Conan had been keeping his eyes on Yin Jiu, but he saw that he was following slowly at the back, holding a vase in his hand.

Is there some clue he's missed?

While Conan was keeping Yin Jiu's behavior in mind and pondering silently, Yin Jiu had already squatted in the most appropriate position with his many years of experience in playing PUBG.

"Brother Yin Jiu, why are you staying so far away?" Conan called out, but Yin Jiu just shook his head silently. In the dim light, he vaguely saw the word "disgusting" written in the other's eyes.

Okay okay...

Conan fully realized that Yin Jiu was not interested in the treasure and turned on the flashlight.

"Skeleton!!" The moment the view brightened, the three children hugged each other and screamed.

"He probably died of heart problems." Conan calmly checked the medicine bottle next to him. While determining the cause of death, he also fumbled around, trying to find some clues from the body. "Got it, this should be the so-called treasure."

Conan took out a copper brick from the corpse's pocket. Dr. Agasa subconsciously took a closer look, and then his whole body stiffened, "Twenty-dollar bill template? Is this a counterfeit bill?"

He looked at Yin Jiu with resentment, then looked at his unlucky neighbor, feeling a little regretful.

If Yin Jiu had touched it just now, would he have touched something different?

"Well, probably someone commissioned him to make it, but later this person felt guilty, so he hid here to avoid the other party..." Conan didn't notice his neighbor's disappointment. He pointed at the letter on the table with a serious expression and wanted to continue speaking, but suddenly there was a loud noise behind him.

"???"

Several people turned their heads in surprise and saw that the bottom of the vase in Yin Jiu's hand had been completely broken, and there were dark marks at the end of the broken part in the darkness.

"!!"

Conan's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He hurried over and saw a middle-aged man lying unconscious under the wooden ladder.

"I'm sorry, I saw he was holding a gun, and I didn't control my strength well." Yin Jiu glanced at the burly man on the ground, then looked at the bottle in his hand, hesitated for two and a half seconds, squatted down, and began to quickly wipe the fingerprints on it with the corner of his clothes.

"..." Conan's face twisted for a moment, and he resigned himself to checking the other person's breath, "He's still alive, call an ambulance."